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The Envelope
(Skyler) Ethan said it would be better if we stayed at a hotel for the night. Right now I sit on the bed with the envelope in front of me. I have been looking at it ever since Ethan left to get us some dinner. As I look at her handwriting, I want to cry, but I don’t have any more tears left to cry. My eyes hurt, and I wished all of this was just a nightmare. I didn’t cry when I found out my parents were dead, nor when our grandma and aunt died, but now… it’s like everything is hitting me at once. Blair took care of me and put me through school. When we found a stable place to be, we took care of each other, but then we started moving around and I had to do my schooling online while we hid. She never told me why we were hiding, she just said we needed to hide for a couple of days. Days b
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